Tian Xinmiao boiled some pepper water with peppercorns, poured oil on the pepper noodles, and found a lump of old garlic and pounded it into garlic paste.

For the high dan cold skin mixed with various sauces, as well as the fried noodles with oil that cost some oil, but the fragrance comes to the nose, Ruan Yongsheng and Wu are full of praise while eating.

Ruan Haoyan used the sudden increase in the amount of food to prove how delicious these two foods were.

Ruan Yongsheng and the Wu family heard that Tian Xinmiao only planned to sell fried cold noodles, and they felt a little regretful in their hearts, because this thing called Gaodan Liangpi was much more delicious than the Liangpi sold by that person.

After dinner, Tian Xinmiao, with the help of Wu, first opened the three sacks of artichoke, and picked out the artichoke with more buds and sharp buds, which were more vigorous, and used them to raise seedlings in that experimental field.

In the evening, when Tian Xinmiao accompanied her in Ruan Hao's Yan House, there was no insoles to sew at hand, and her heart was inexplicably empty, and her mind was always shaking the words of "daughter-in-law, I miss you so much, I miss you very much".

When Ruan Haoyan fell asleep and returned to his cabin, Tian Xinmiao took out the letter and read it again.

I don't know when he will receive his letter, he shouldn't save that money today, and send him an urgent message.

Lying down, Tian Xinmiao tried to suppress the remorse rising in her heart and the longing for the big boy.

As soon as her mood calmed down, she suddenly remembered that she had met Qiangzi today.

Recently, she has practiced the fighting skills she learned in her previous life, and her body flexibility is already comparable to that of her previous life.

But if the strong son comes prepared, then she will not necessarily lose with just a pair of fists, but she is very likely to be injured.

Tian Xinmiao, who was in the dark, moved his mind and returned to his study.

She walked around the test bench and the row of bookshelves behind it.

What catches the eye is a training field of about 40 square meters, which contains all kinds of training equipment, including of course, a high-end humanoid shelf.

The corners of Tian Xinmiao's mouth only bent, and he walked straight to a shelf in the corner of the wall that could be called a weapon rack.

Skimming over the knives and swords she wasn't used to, her eyes finally fell on a nunchuck.

"Use nunchucks, hum haha, use nunchucks, hum hahahe..."

At that time, she was attracted by this dynamic song and the soft and rigid characteristics of nunchucks, and she practiced nunchucks.

However, in order to carry it in her bag, she made a nunchuck, shortening the length of the two sticks and slightly lengthening the length of the middle chain.

She picked up the nunchucks and played nimbly in the middle clearing for a while, then returned to her hut with the corners of her mouth curled.

This nunchuck, made of stainless steel, is sure to make people suspicious when it is revealed.

But for the time being, I can only use it first, and when I have enough money, I can buy some other materials and make one myself.

Thinking of the cruel words that Qiangzi left when he left, Tian Xinmiao decided to start teaching Ruan Haoyan martial arts the next day.

After breakfast the next morning, Tian Xinmiao went to the smelter vegetable market early and negotiated with the stall owner who bought breakfast about renting his stall and tableware to her in the afternoon.

Back at home, with the help of Wu, she first made about fifteen catties of cold powder.

After lunch, she came to the vegetable market with two buckets of cold powder, spices and cooking oil.

Han Yuqing arrived a little later than her, and when she saw Tian Xinmiao who was busy at the door preparing to start work, she was surprised.

She originally thought that Tian Xinmiao was also going to sell vegetables or fruits, but she didn't expect that she was going to sell food.

Han Yuqing saw that the person on the side of Tian Xinmiao's stall didn't have much food left, so he told the man that he would give it to her later, put down his burden, and began to help Tian Xinmiao.

It didn't take long for Tian Xinmiao to clean up the stove, wash the dishes and chopsticks again, and start to fry the cold noodles.